The next morning, Marco and I dressed up and headed downstairs to have breakfast. Amaya was already in the kitchen, preparing a delicious spread of food."Good morning, Amaya," Marco said, kissing her cheek."Good morning, dear," Amaya replied, smiling. "I see you're both looking bright and early today.""We're going to visit my father," Marco said, his expression serious.Amaya's expression turned concerned. "Marco, are you sure that's a good idea?" she asked.Marco nodded. "Yes, Amaya. I need to do this. I need to make things right with my father."Amaya sighed. "Okay, dear. But please, be careful. Your father is getting old, and he may not take the news well.""Don't worry, Amaya," I said, putting a reassuring hand on her arm. "I'll be with Marco. We'll face whatever comes next together."Amaya looked at me, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Emilia," she said. "I know Marco is in good hands with you."Marco smiled, putting his arm around me. "We'll be fine, Amaya," he sai
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